The Sadness Of Seeing One's Old Books Comments

Old books, like old friends, I keep in the quiet corners of my rooms, reminding me of the paths that have taken me from " there and then" ... to my " here and now" . The vast variety of titles echoing the phases of my life. You have done well to remind me of their value! A poem of good crafting!

theme of the old book loosing its valuation the old stone decaying slowly by the drop of rain the old wedding golden ring loosing its shining the old....loosing its....!

Totally correct! Summarized to perfection Bringing a tear To sensitive hearts And eyes..